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Make It Passed 21

Flee Lord/Crisishuatong
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He was years old, man.

I hate this whole shit.

Only years old.

In the chest of no elves, but beloved, I'm still good.

Lift the doors up.

Hop out and get backwards.

Roll a couple choppers while the V drive me.

Reminiscent while the V drive me.

I'm tapping to this Nas King disease part three since Illmatic the world been tearing up streets you know the rules

Give it a fast.

I need your juice.

Your car and your phone.

Don't fuck.

Don't try to move.

Your third hour's closed.

You ain't see shit coming.

He upped it.

You ain't have time to start running.

Chapter almost closed, now he made it out the hospital.

Doctor worked a miracle, we thought it was impossible.

Possibly he made it now, I hope he leave the hood.

He went and cops with hammers turned around and he stood.

Caught the homie cause of lack and he ain't care who was evicted.

He was years old, man I hate this hood.

The hood don't love you.

They said we wouldn't make it to C21 The hood don't love ya They said we wouldn't make it to C21

Fuck!

The hood don't love ya They said we wouldn't make it to C21 The hood don't love ya They said we wouldn't make it to C21 He was years old, man, I hate this hood shit He was years old, man, I hate this hood shit He was years old, man, I hate this hood shit He was years old

Man, I hate this little shit.

It all started when he went to Spofford.

He got brolic for a little bit of profit.

He'll rip a nigga pockets.

Got him.

Confess of a foreign, he be gliding through the streets.

Something deep in his seats, cause he got crazy beef.

He used to grind all night.

And sleep in the mornings.

He ain't give a fuck that he had three warrants.

Drinking out the bottle, he ain't use no cup.

He be hopping out the bushes when the smoke go up.

Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough.

Shit was all good till them boys showed up.

Now you think about his past, why he's sittin' on the bed This girl left him, and his family left him for dead Yeah, he years old, but he's sittin' till he's Repercussions when you growin' in the city Yeah, he years old, but he's sittin' till he's Repercussions when you growin' in the city The hood don't love ya

They said we wouldn't make it to C21.

The hood don't love you.

They said we wouldn't make it to C21.

The hood don't love ya They said we wouldn't make it to C21 The hood don't love ya They said we wouldn't make it to C21 He was years old, man, I hate this hood shit He was years old, man, I hate this hood shit He was years old, man, I hate this hood shit He was years old

Man, I hate this hood shit.

Police sources tell us the victim, a year old boy, was shot in the head four times.

It happened steps away from three different schools and while classes were just letting out.

15-year-old.

I was saying, I hope God nobody got shot.

I really did.

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